T Clipse, Asani - decayinglighthouse Lyrics

DND
Yeah this a tough one
Monkey on my back and it's tap dancing and beat boxing
Come up on the mic and I'm Pete-Rocking re-rocking
Kicking it to you like I'm knee socking
I need solace
Need a deep slumber from these doctrines
We locked in
I ain't crossing T's I'm T-ing up at the crossroads
Didn't dot my I's My eyes locked on the mark tho
2025 our lives trapped in a barcode
Gotta watch my spine like a narco
I ball wit my art tho
These niggas hard as walks in the park bro
I never did a line but these lines from the heart tho
These niggas is my sons like Bart, Homer and Marge know
I never simp son I'm amethyst to a art hoe
I would trade it all for the love you know we need it right
I know you see me right but these niggas acting so Stevie like
Fuck wit me or Bryce and I'll light you up like a tree at night
I bring my own beach to the sand I never need a bite, Clipse
Uh, nigga I don't need a bite, fuck?
I don't need a bite, I don't need a ride (What Else?)
I don't need a minute nigga (What else?)
I don't need shit from y'all niggas forreal (That's right)
Come on man

Simple Simon knocked me off my bike one night while I was riding
Perfect timing
Put em in a preztel felt like Jeffrey Dahmer
Adrenaline pumping buzzin' down to my chromosomes
Go postal on a local if he asked bout where I made my home
Hood is only that no affiliations or blood ties
Step up on the block and they know my name the drum line
A fun time is what you expect when you see the sun shine
Clumsy dummy play for respect all I need is one mic
Nah all I need is one bitch, two blunts, three Benji's
Get you in some real shit, real quick
Hit a lick on Peter had to go and pay Paul
Drown 'em in success then burn them niggas in napalm I'm Ray Charles
Sixteen bars ever so sweet
Compete wit me and start loafing get left in defeat
No sneaking past a nigga who was raised to stand on ten toes
Zen my only Resumé could hear all my credentials
It's simple, Simon